Literature Is Eavesdropping.

The Power Of A Man Increases Steadily By Continuing In One Direction.

Nature Is Good, But Intellect Is Better, As The Law-giver Is Before The Law-receiver.

Adopt The Pace Of Nature: Her Secret Is Patience.

Solitary Converse With Nature; For Thence Are Ejaculated Sweet And Dreadful Words Never Uttered In Libraries. Ah! The Spring Days, The Summer Dawns, And October Woods!

In This Distribution Of Functions, The Scholar Is The Delegated Intellect. In The Right State, He Is, Man Thinking. In The Degenerate State, When The Victim Of Society, He Tends To Become A Mere Thinker, Or, Still Worse, The Parrot Of Other Men's Thinking.